Here I am, after the terror attacks. After all the places where the terrorists struck have been 'sanitized'. I wonder when the hell would the politics of this country will be cleaned up, when will it be sanitized. Its been a gruelling more than 2 days for Mumbai. Constant terror attacks have become a part of our lives in here. The army personnel, NSGs, the Mumbai Police have all done a fantastic job. The media has been covering the incident, nonstop for 60 hours. Thats an achievement now. The other day, when the attacks had started, Mumbai was terrorised. But the lowest point was when the 3 top cops were shot dead by the terrorists. Mumbai cried then, Mumbai weeped. And then yesterday 2 more jawans killed. Its been cruel. What is with this world? What is wrong? I do not give a fcuk to which politician makes an apperance at the blast scene. I want my city to be clean. Just like another Mumbaikar, I want to feel safe in my own city. I want not to think twice before travelling to college, to work, and back home. I want to feel safe watching a movie in a cinema hall, with my family, my friends. I want my old Mumbai back. This is probably a happening, which will change Mumbai forever. It can go either ways. Mumbai can be looked upon as a 'not so safe' city, just like many in Pakistan, or else, this can be a point when politicians really stand up to their conscience, and do something rational about the defence of the country.
Here I am, on a boring, Saturday afternoon, after the terror attacks, sitting here penning down my thoughts. This feels great. Writing feels awesome. I wonder why I do not take a little time regularly to blog in here. Maybe I am too busy, or maybe too lazy. Today morning, all the terrorists were killed, they say. But what about the ones who represent us in the Parliament? What about them? I really have got no clue why I am writing all this. But yeah, this is making me feel better atleast.
Here I am, sitting here, watching mom getting excited about the new washing machine she bought yesterday. Hah! And then, there was this refrigerator, the last week. Women are just so silly at times I feel. But they are equally adorable. Its probably this silliness in them which makes them adorable. Or maybe I am wrong. It feels really weird. After watching the live telecast of the attacks for 2 straight days, I seem to be emotionally disturbed. Last night, Warry asked my why I was quiet. I had no answer to that. Just nothing. I kept quiet. I could feel the silence within me. A lot things are happening around. Hah! That silly girl hasnt been in touch since 2 days. And now I am surely not giving my self respect. Bloody female does not have the courtesy to even reply. Huh! I seem to have become a fool for the world. But I wouldnt really mind being called a fool my entire life. And then this other woman, weirdo, has been screwing my brains since the last few days. And now, the only thing I can do is, ignore, and move on. Thats the way to go. I am not compromising my self respect for anyone at all.
Here I am, on a boring Saturday afternoon, missing all my friends. Gaurav, fucker does not have time to call up, after that he's gone to UK. The only times he has called, has been to abuse Ridz, or to complain about her. Hah! People truly change. Rosh, busy with work, and his exams going around the year, has very little time, only when none of us is free. Ridz, has her exams coming up. So not a chance I can meet up with her. Woman wants to be a Dentist. A very complicated personality, I must say, but clearly one of my bestest buddies. Abhi, dude has got no time for anyone else, except himself. Fcuker will realise what he has been missing on in life.
Here I am, on a Saturday afternoon, acting like a bitch. Haha!
Now, that momz called me like 4 times already for food...Oh its not food. Already done with lunch, she has got something 'chatpata' for me. Shall see whats there for me.
Signing off,
Sid.
